Im a knight with once gleaming armour now tarnished with age, my lance has lost its point through jousting at windmills, my mace is obsolete, my shield thin with wear, my once magnificent white steed now has a grey coat, our hearing fails our eyesight diminishes but still we continue with our search, were are you that damsel in distress, were are you the fair maiden awaiting her knight, the journey has been long but join me for the best is yet to come.